Jiang Yingzi vanished—just like that, without warning—in front of Li Huowang.
Stunned, Li Huowang recalled the words she'd spoken before disappearing: "All the elders of the Ao Jing Sect are with Sitting Oblivion Path? Master Danyang is still alive? He wasn't just a hallucination?"
If these words came from an illusion, Li Huowang should've ignored them—but as he carefully pondered the possibility, suddenly everything began to make sense.
Sitting Oblivion Path hadn't appeared beside him out of nowhere. They'd long been here, ever since the days of Ao Jing Sect.
"Impossible! You weren't supposed to figure it out!" The furious shout made Li Huowang lower his gaze to the ground, where Erbing lay.
Before, even after suffering all kinds of tortures, Erbing always wore a smug smile—but now, his face was twisted, looking utterly enraged and desperate.
In that instant, Li Huowang suddenly understood what Master had meant—what it meant to oppose Sitting Oblivion Path.
